The sense of preparation attracts not the scenes or pictures, but the thoughts and the sense of ease caused by the ups and downs of the background music. Looking at the endless stream of cars between the tall buildings and the crowded city, and looking into the distance, I can't help but start looking for myself among those buildings, cars, and crowds. Where am i? Where are the others? We are playing a certain role in it, which is well known to us, but whether it is good or not. Where is the importance? I have always wanted to achieve something and want to be recognized by others. However, where does this idea of mine stand? Is it based on the car group, the crowd, or based on my personal assumptions about the world?
I don't have religious beliefs, but what I haven't gained with this is the tranquility between heaven and earth. In the modern society of commercialization and technology, I cannot keep my peace of mind. Was surging again and again by the torrent of temptation and fame. I feel tired and slack. I blame myself, I curse the society, I lament my destiny, and ask for approval from others. Is this kind of uninspiring life what I want? I want to change, but what is the change? Is it what others impose or guide my thoughts or is it a true desire in my heart? In the gap between the time and the event, I can't hear any sound. Did you hear it?
Turn your eyes around and set the perspective of life to the word history. I saw my experience not only for me again, but will it last? "Is this important? Isn't people alive and alive? What can we think of from a distance?" What a foolish act I am torturing myself with other people's problems! I am happy when others live like that, and I am excited when I look at the scenery. Isn't this a natural action? Holding the cowardice in my heart, I opened the way for my life. I encountered all kinds of voices, intimidation, and ridicule. Is this kind of thing still confusing you? It shouldn't be!
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